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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text xml:lang="eng"><body><div xml:lang="eng" type="translation" n="urn:cts:latinLit:phi0119.phi012.perseus-eng2"><div type="textpart" subtype="act" n="3"><div type="textpart" subtype="scene" n="4"><sp><l n="826b" part="Y"> How has he thought fit to go to sleep?</l></sp><sp><speaker>LUCRIO</speaker><l n="827" part="Y"> With his eyes, I suppose. </l></sp><sp><speaker>PALAESTRIO</speaker><l n="827b" part="Y"> I don’t ask you that, you vagabond. Step this way: you’re undone now, unless I know the truth. Did you draw the wine for him?</l></sp><sp><speaker>LUCRIO</speaker><l n="829" part="Y"> I did not draw it. </l></sp><sp><speaker>PALAESTRIO</speaker><l n="829b" part="Y"> Do you deny it?</l></sp><sp><speaker>LUCRIO</speaker><l n="830"> I’ faith, I do deny it undoubtedly; for he charged me not to tell. I really didn’t just<milestone n="831" unit="line"/><note anchored="true"><q type="mentioned" rend="italics">Didn’t just</q>: He adheres to his promise by denying it in words, but m such a way as to make a full confession of what has happened. <foreign xml:lang="lat">Hemina</foreign>was a measure among the Greeks and Romans of nearly half a pint.</note> draw for him eight half pints into a pitcher, and, when drawn, he didn’t just drink it hot<milestone n="832" unit="line"/><note anchored="true"><q type="mentioned" rend="italics">Drink it hot</q>: It has been already remarked, that the Romans were much in the habit of drinking wine, made warm and mixed with spices. The taking it at <foreign xml:lang="lat">prandium</foreign>, about twelve in the day, shows how Sceledrus presumed on the office of trust which had been conferred upon him.</note>, at his breakfast.</l></sp><sp><speaker>PALAESTRIO</speaker><l n="833" part="Y"> And you didn’t just drink as well? </l></sp><sp><speaker>LUCRIO</speaker><l n="833b" part="Y"> The Gods confound me if I did drink—if I could drink.</l></sp><sp><speaker>PALAESTRIO</speaker><l n="834b" part="Y"> Why so? </l></sp><sp><speaker>LUCRIO</speaker><l n="834c" part="Y"> Because, in fact, I only sipped; for it was too hot; it burnt my throat. </l></sp></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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